Tongues of fire

When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them.

It's Pentecost Sunday today. It's the day when we celebrate the fact that the presence of God can be experienced - gently, quietly, or miraculously/supernaturally - by anyone.


This picture isn't a supernatural tongue of fire, it's a match. I lit quite a lot in order to get a shot that worked at all. I'm hoping that doesn't count as playing with fire...